Kurt sunk into Blaine’s kiss, and soon enough, things had progressed to the couch. Things were heating up very fast and Kurt wasn’t ready for the next level – not yet.

“Blaine,” Kurt breathed in heavily as Blaine stopped kissing him. “I-I’m not ready for that.”

“Okay,” Blaine smiled, pulling away. “No pressure.”

“Thank you,” Kurt said, as they got back into seating position. “I hope you’re not disappointed or anything.”

“Not at all,” Blaine commented. “I respect your decision to wait.”

“It’s just that I am new at this,” Kurt responded. “I’ve never had a boyfriend, and I don’t want to screw this up - for me or for Jayden.”

“I understand,” Blaine answered. “I can go if you want.”

“No,” Kurt responded. “Stay if you can. I hate sleeping alone. I normally get Jayden in my bed anyway.”

Kurt and Blaine fell asleep, cuddled up and didn’t wake until Kurt heard Jayden in the bathroom the next morning. The three boys were sleepily at the breakfast table, talking about their days.

“I have a gig tonight.” Blaine said as Kurt poured him some coffee.

“I didn’t know you were in a band,” Kurt said intrigued. “Do you sing?”

“I surely do,” Blaine laughed. “You should come down sometime, Kurt.”

Kurt decided to take Finn and Rachel to see Blaine one time, leaving Jayden with Louise, the new babysitter after Finn got the full time position.

 “I can’t believe your boyfriend is in a band,” Rachel said excitedly. “Or that you have a boyfriend.”

All of a sudden, the lights went down and Blaine stepped onto stage. To say that he was good was an understatement in Kurt’s eyes. This boy was amazing. He had all the girls, and guys throwing themselves at him after the show, and Kurt couldn’t believe that was his boyfriend.

“Hi,” Blaine came up to Kurt, kissing him on the cheek. “How was I?”

“Amazing,” Kurt responded. “How on earth do you not have a record contract yet?”

“I hope I get one,” Blaine answered. “Well, that’s the dream. I am doing performing arts at NYU anyway.”

“I’m Rachel,” The short girl shook his hand. “You were great, if I must say.”

“You’re the girl from the phone,” Blaine laughed. “I recognise the voice.”

“Yep,” Rachel grinned. “Match maker Rachel Berry.”

“Finn,” The tall boy shook Blaine’s hand. “Kurt’s brother. This reminds me, if you do anything to hurt him or Jayden-”

“Finn,” Kurt interrupted him, before smiling at Blaine. “Brothers - A pain in the butt sometimes.”

“I agree,” Blaine laughed. “I have one in LA.”

“Oh my god,” Rachel said after Blaine left to go home. “He is perfect Kurt. Never let him go, or I might have to date him.”

“You’re dating me.” Finn said, confused.

“It’s a joke sweetie.” Rachel kissed the tall boy.

There were two more people who needed to find out about this relationship, after almost a month of its existence.  Burt and Carole would find out in Ohio for thanksgiving. They would go to the Anderson house for lunch, and then back to the Hummel-Hudson’s for thanksgiving dinner. They had left Jayden with Burt and Carole for the afternoon, and had arrived in Westerville, stopping outside a very large house.

“I did date into the right family.” Kurt joked, admiring the front.

“I doubt I am getting any of the inheritance anyway,” Blaine laughed. “They aren’t exactly my biggest fans right now.”

Blaine pressed the doorbell, and a woman in her early fifties opened the door.

“Blaine,” She smiled. “Come in. Who’s your friend?”

“Kurt.” Kurt went to shake her hand.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Kurt.” The woman smiled politely.

They walked into the living room, and Blaine’s dad walked in to meet them. Then, Blaine decided to tell them the news.

“This is my boyfriend.” Blaine said nervously, as both his parents stared at him.

In that split second, Kurt could feel the tension between Blaine and his parents.

“I thought this was just a phase.” The older man commented, after a while.

“Not a phase dad,” Blaine gritted his teeth. “I am definitely gay.”

 “I don’t understand what you see in this boy, which you don’t see in a girl?” His dad asked as Blaine breathed in heavily.

“Can we please not do this right now?” Blaine asked.

“It’s a question Blaine,” His dad continued pressing the smaller man’s buttons. “I don’t get why you become so defensive.”

“Because I care about Kurt,” Blaine snapped. “And if you can’t accept it, we can just leave.”

“Leave then.” His dad said, as Blaine stormed out the door and Kurt promptly followed. No one said anything until they parked in the Hummel-Hudson driveway.

“Are you okay?” Kurt asked.

“I-just-can we not talk about this now,” Blaine asked. “We’ll chat tonight.”

“Blaine!” Jayden exclaimed, bulldozing the shorter man into a hug when they entered the house.

“Hi Jayden,” Kurt mocked. “I missed you too sweetie.”

“I missed you as well daddy.” Jayden commented.

“So,” Burt made his presence known. “This is the infamous Blaine that Jayden has been raving on about all afternoon?”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr Hummel.” Blaine shook his hand.

“Call me Burt.” He smiled briefly.

“You must be Kurt’s mum?” Blaine asked, as Kurt just nodded - Making a mental note to correct Blaine later.

“I hope you two are hungry,” Carole commented. “I made enough to feed Finn, which, as Kurt knows means were having a feast.”

That night, after stuffing themselves with food, watching Finn eat more than him and Blaine combined, and putting Jayden to bed, Kurt and Blaine went up to his old bedroom to get ready for bed.

“You want to know about my dad, don’t you,” Blaine asked as Kurt nodded. Blaine took a deep breath and began. “My dad isn’t the most approving of my sexuality. He threw me into boarding school when he thought I might be gay, and when he did find out, he threw me out of home with nowhere to go. I caught a train to New York, and found accommodation for myself, and then some room-mates. I know my mum did want to say something to stop him, but she’s too scared to. The only reason I visit every year for thanksgiving is for my mum. Also, if you didn’t notice, I have some anger management issues, and my dad knows how to press my buttons to fire me up. You are so lucky to have a dad like yours, Kurt.”

“I know I am,” Kurt answered. “But I was tortured daily at high school. Thrown to lockers and dumpsters. I had slushy facials on a daily basis. A bully even threatened to kill me. I was completely miserable in high school.”

“It’s funny how fate turns out isn’t it?” Blaine laughed, as Kurt kissed him.